First time with my cousin Vicky My brother was two years older than me; if I remember right I was fourteen, the same age as my cousin Vicky. Vicky had to stay at house for some reason, not sure why. My Mom asked Vicky where she wanted to sleep. From the look on her face…
The warm August air fell upon the fairgrounds like a blanket that Friday night. Blaring bass from the concert in the main arena could be heard from miles away, and a group of friends sat in the dairy barn enjoying the music and some alcohol-cleverly concealed in bottles of gatorade and coke. Addie, a seventeen…
Ithas been a rough year this time around. I have been single for around trhee years now. I am not saying that I have been with girl after girl. I had been with on girl for around five years. We met at age fourteen and as you could say it was love at first sight….
Living next door to the Wrights I had known the family for years. They moved in at the same time I did. I was alone after my wife passed away. I was in my 60s and had lived here for 15 years. The family consisted of Cal the father, Samantha the mother, and two children….
It was a rough day of school. I hated senior year although I can honestly say it was better than sophomore. I would never like to revisit those days. I slammed the door behind me, threw my bag to the ground and collapsed on the couch. With my head in my hands, I started to…
I lay in bed late one night, at my best friend’s house, watching the television in their spare bedroom. Mike and I had been close friends since childhood and having seen his daughter, Sam, grow up over time, was quite close to her, too. I had traveled there for Sam’s 18th birthday barbeque. The weather…
Adam had been walking his dog around the same block every night at 10:00pm sharp for years now. It was to the point where Max would walk himself, leash in mouth if Adam stopped to talk to a neighbor. On tonight’s walk he was surprised to see a new car parked in a blind spot…
Sammy was a slut and proud of it. She could often be seen flouncing around her high school in a revealing miniskirt or a pair of short shorts so small the seam was often soaked with pussy juice by the end of classes. She always wore skintight shirts that showed off her perky, round breasts….
Island Girls Chapter 3 Freude, schöner Götterfunken Tochter aus Elysium, Wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heilgtum! Ode an den Freude Ludwig von Beethoven_ I helped Stephie up over the bank. I had an almost surreal feeling shiver over me, as though I was chasing a white rabbit who was late for a mad tea party….
Island Girls Part 2 When I woke up and threw back the blankets, the fragrance of our loving the night before wafted up to my nose. Is there a better smell in the world? Not many as far as I’m concerned. It was cool and a little damp, and we naturally slept naked, so I…
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Note: This story is told from two different views. The girl’s view will be in standard character, the guy’s view in italic. I could hear the familiar sonorous roar of Ryan’s convertible Camaro. The first time my elder sister Amy had brought him home, I had immediately recognized what a great man he was. He…
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There comes a point in your life when you make a decision that changes everything. Even though I was terrified, I was sick and tired of pretending to be someone I wasn’t. I had been wearing my twin sister’s clothes for years, and I had to be a girl. Flash forward to the beginning of…
I saw Amber every day at the bus stop that week, but frustratingly, we were never alone. A serious-looking woman spoiled our fun by wandering around the shelter, talking endlessly into her mobile phone while waiting for a car to pick her up. She seemed indifferent to the obvious hatred and frustration rolling off me….
The drive home from the pool was a very scenic one. I took Matt along a quieter back road, one that ran the span of the river near my home. It gave us more time to relax and unwind. There were no traffic lights, just large expanses of farms, workers in the fields and a…
My name is Jim and this is the story of how I reunited with a high school friend. In high school I was 6’2″, underweight, and lanky and I didn’t really do anything. No sports or clubs, I didn’t party or attend school events. Because of that I didn’t get particularly close to anybody but…